This anxiety is killing me..
I keep dreaming of that night on the roof
How the sky was..
The fact that it was raining yet we stood our ground.
The two of us laying there.
The connection we made.
The way you felt..
The way you touched..
The way you looked at me..
The silence that finally had turned into peace.
Your voice and your lips.
I want it.
I crave it.
I need it.
I despair for it.
It feels like it was so long ago...yet it was 3 days ago, and everyday that goes by seems like an eternity,
The bites on my neck are fading...
The pain as well, it stings but somehow it makes me smile..it makes me feel at easy, it makes it all real...